Oryx got up from his chair and looked at the two with joy in his eyes. Well, his eyes were always just glowing blue withe ethereal energy, but he's be damned if they didn't show how happy he was to see them.

"Martox! Cewri!" Oryx greeted as he stood up from his chair, "What took you two so long? I was about to talk the old man's head clean off. Food and drink for the greatest hero's the realm have ever seen!"

The Vanguard walked over and patted the big half-giant on the back and shook Martox hand. They looked well, barely aged from their time slicing through the hordes of the Mecromancer.

"You alright brother," Oryx asked as he wiped away some sweat from Martox's hand. "You look like The Misses kicked you out and made you run all the way here."